This has somehow also become my own life support. I look forward to scrolling through the fictionpress pages to look for Life Support, knowing that no matter how shitty my day has gone, there was always this story to read and reread and think about. I always exit out with a greater peace of mind and somehow, I always feel a lot better.

woah woah okay miss slut. It takes two to tango so don't you go blaming Eli. I know enough of your kind that tries to make others feel sorry for her because she's the woman and can't take advantage of a man, but I hope to dear buddha that someone sticks up for him at least...

That Nancy needs a bit of a talking to if you ask me. I seem to remember her asking him in. Granted he could have said no, but then so could she. Eli, you are learning the hard way really: women are selfish, spiteful little bitches.